June 29, 2010

… that I’m going to have a panic attack. This is a manic week. I have 421635 things to do in this three day work week and negative hours to do it. Of course this happens to be the week that I have evening training for work so when I get home at night I have just enough time to pass out into a coma before doing it again. I just have to keep my eye on the prize that at the end of the work day tomorrow I have an epic girl’s night to look forward to and then G and I have a five day adventure away from work. So if anyone would like to help me out and come give me an eyebrow wax, mani and pedi at work to help my scheduling conflicts, that’d be awesome.

Yea... maybe I can hit two birds with one stone and sleep [walk] while doing vital chores.

June 27, 2010

Every summer is spent off the Chattahoochee River on Lake Oliver. G and his family avidly fish and I enjoy reading one of my many summer novels on the peace of the water. I fish on occasion but ever since I accidentally hooked my husband instead of a fish a few years ago, I have been a bit traumatized (this literally happened and G has the scar to prove it). Therefore I'll settle for jet skiing, swimming and soaking up rays on the river because a true fisherwoman I will never be.

So after dinner while the men are casting their lines hoping for a bite, I am content to listen to the summer night and let my imagination run wild.

June 24, 2010

I've been married almost 2 years and to say that I'm a domestic goddess would be a tad inaccurate. I could live off of white rice and cereal but G is accustomed to more, exquisite southern cuisine so to speak. I'll get there one day but for now I'll stick to baby steps and eventually move up to culinary genius (why peak so early?!). Here comes baking, which I love because I'm a salt person and therefore am not compelled to consume 1/3 of it mid-prep.

Well one of the great things about the internet is the easy exchange of tips and information so when I saw this Joy of Cooking pie on one of my favorite blogs Cupcakes and Cashmere, I sensed a personal challenge. My first pie went smoothly (after 2 viewings of YouTube how-to videos to make sure I wasn't completely blotching the technique) and I liked the flexibility of the ingredients (because I always forget something). G is a bit of a chocoholic elitist so suffice it to say, I was glad to bring some diversity into his repertoire.

June 22, 2010

My little brother graduated from highschool this weekend. While it was touch and go there for awhile, we stood as witnesses that with enough charm, a little talent, and some quick thinking miracles can happen (graduating from highschool with virtually little effort or completed assignments on record). Ahh, the mind and reasonings of an aspiring musician. Regardless, I couldn't be prouder of my Alex for pulling through in overtime and relieved that countless of hours of nagging served some purpose.